✖ it's where my demons hide : : form for kia #397

[berceuse]

reserved with the name minerva

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[size=85]disloyal [color=#357986]●[/color] [b]v[/b]ain [color=#357986]●[/color] dauntless [color=#357986]●[/color] [b]r[/b]ealist [color=#357986]●[/color] divergent[/size]

[size=150]→ ♔ ← [/size]

[b]ＷＯＲＤＳ ＧＯ ＨＥＲＥ![/b]

[size=150]✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘[/size]

[size=180][b]⇝[/b] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/size]

dreams are our wishes, and wishes are our dreams.



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[color=transparent]__[/color][size=180][b]⇝[/b] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/size][/list][/left][left][list][center]╭----- [size=90]ʜᴇʟʟᴏ, ʜᴇʟʟᴏ.[/size] ------------------------------╮
[size=85]in ｒｅａｌｉｔｙ, everything seems to be
the things you ｂｅｌｉｅｖｅｄ ｉｎ.[/size]
╰----------[size=150][b]ｍｉｎｅｒｖａ.[/b] [/size]-------------╯[/center][/list][/left]

[left][list][center]↷ ↷ ↷ [size=80] this kiamara's name happens to be minerva. to the kia herself,
the name has no meaning behind it and she likes it that way; despite her starry appearance.
as I have been referring to this young kiamara by 'she', minerva is indeed a female -
if you look at her features closely enough.[/size][/center]
[center][size=150]→ ♔ ← [/size][/center]
[list][center][size=85][b][[/b] disloyal [color=#357986]●[/color] [b]v[/b]ain [color=#357986]●[/color] dauntless [color=#357986]●[/color] [b]r[/b]ealist [color=#357986]●[/color] divergent[/size][/center][/list][/list][/left][left][list][center][size=150]✘ ✘ ✘ ✘ ✘[/size][/center][/list][/left]

[berceuse]

basics described here

[berceuse]

my mind was cloudy,
and I looked around.
my vision was gone -
taken away from me as punishment.
never-ending blackness awaited me, surely, didn't it?
I closed my eyes, and woke up with a start.
just a dream, was it?
oh, mother always told me something.
dreams mean something.
was I about to go insane?
surely not, I hope.
but it seems, as I looked around once more,
things started to change.
this wasn't real life, no.
it couldn't be.
but, yet, it seemed to be another dream.
just another dream, yes.

[berceuse]

please note; this story is in anthro form. and, by the way, Caldesia is my other kiamara. c:
snow fell on my fur softly, as I was sitting on a bench in the park. a young kiamara walked up to me. she seemed about the age of myself, and I glanced at her subtly. she seemed to be walking my way. she was wearing such peculiar clothing - really bright, raspberry themed clothing - and in comparison to me, she looked like a walking strobe light in an oddly fashionable way.
I don't know how, but she began talking to me. I looked up at her, and she seemed to be a joyful young kiamara. yes, she was. she greeted me.
hello, hello, hello! she cheered. I'm Caldesia! you are? she waited for a response, but I shook my head and took out a notebook. in my big, curly letters, I wrote; Hello, my name is Audrey.
Audrey? hmm, I've never heard of you before! Caldesia breathed. I know every kiamara around town, it seems. I love meeting new people! she looked down at my bag, which held an abundance of sketchbooks I would rather her not see.
the kiamara looked at me with wide eyes. you're not from around here, are you? do..you speak..our..language? you seem to act awfully odd, she commented. I slowly shook my head - she must think I'm some foreigner.
of course I can, I said slowly. it's just, writing is far much better, I smiled softly.
oh, I see! Caldesia beamed, putting a hand to her mouth to show a 'shh' sign. she ripped a page off of my notebook, and I cringed as she did so. she took a pen out of her pocket and wrote something down neatly on the paper. So, how are you doing? I looked at her writing, and she seemed to write very neatly, yet dot her eyes with little hearts. I formed a small smile.
and for the rest of the day, we seemed to write back and forth to each other.

[berceuse]

see on the section where it says 'art of audrey'.

[berceuse]

and that concludes my form.
thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it! <3